Chapter 340 There is Qin Yunhua vs. the Son of Zhongzhou!
"Find someone?"
Ling Jiuxuan frowned slightly when he heard this.
"You put so much effort into it just to find one person?
Who are you looking for?"
After hearing Lin Qingfan's words, Ling Jiuxuan became even more confused.
To be able to make the two major holy places in the Central Territory travel hundreds of millions of miles away and send the Holy Son to what they consider to be a barbaric place, this person must be no small feat.
After thinking for a moment, Ling Jiuxuan smiled slightly: "I wonder who the two saints would like me to help find?
Is there any specific information?”
"information......"
Hearing this, a look of embarrassment flashed across Lin Qingfan's face: "Ahem, Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, about eighteen years old."
"Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, about eighteen years old?"
Ling Jiuxuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.
Although in the entire Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory, there are probably hundreds of billions of people who agree with this condition, but if combined with their identities...
"A powerful Holy Land from the Central Territory traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory to find someone, who is about eighteen years old..."
At this moment, Ling Jiuxuan suddenly thought of himself.
"Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, eighteen years old, all match me..."
Also, I heard from Emperor Daxuan that my mother comes from a big force in Central Continent, Ziwei Holy Land, and seems to have an extraordinary status...
Could it be that...these two people are here to find me?
However, why are they not from Ziwei Holy Land, but the Holy Son from Shaozai Holy Land and Shaofu Holy Land?
Moreover, if it is really the person sent by my mother to look for me, there is no reason why he should not know my name, gender, and specific location..."
At this moment, although Ling Jiuxuan had some guesses, he also had a lot of doubts, but this was not the time for deep contemplation, so he had to suppress his doubts in his heart.
Immediately, he pretended to be dull and smiled bitterly: "Just these two pieces of information?
It's not that I won't help you, it's just that there is too little information.
In the entire Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, there are at least tens of billions of people aged 18 or so. How to find them?
It’s harder than finding a needle in a haystack!”
When Lin Qingfan heard this, a trace of embarrassment and helplessness flashed in his eyes.
What can they do?
They are also very helpless.
But there really is no more information.
"That's why I want to cooperate with the strongest force in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory..."
Lin Qingfan smiled dryly, and also praised Tianshu Holy Land.
The Shaofu Holy Land and the Shao Zai Holy Land are indeed powerful, and either one of them can defeat the Tianshu Holy Land. However, when they came to the Eastern Wasteland this time, they only came with a mere two hundred people.
Each of these two hundred people is a strong man, and one person can sweep through a large dynasty without any problem.
But when it comes to finding people, it's not easy to find people who are powerful.
Then, he asked insinuatingly again: "Don't you have a Tianji Master in your Holy Land?
If we could ask the Master of Heavenly Secrets to come forward and deduce the information about that person, wouldn’t everything become clearer?”
"this......"
Lin Qingfan was speechless when he heard this.
How come there is no Tianji Master in the majestic Holy Land forces?
But their mission this time is a secret mission, and they cannot make a big fuss about it and make it known to everyone.
I can't hire a Tianji master who is too famous.
The unknown Tianji Master cannot be counted.
"Brother Ling, you don't need to ask. Anyway, these are the only two pieces of information we have at the moment."
Seeing Lin Qingfan avoiding talking about his own problems, Ling Jiuxuan's eyes flashed and he had new speculations in his heart.
After pondering for a moment, Ling Jiuxuan nodded slightly: "Okay, if I become the Holy Son of Tianshu, I will mobilize the forces of the Holy Land to help you find the person."
"Very good!"
Lin Qingfan looked happy, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Since Brother Ling is so generous and agreed to help, our two holy places cannot be stingy."
As he said that, he and Ji Tianhui stood together and looked at the many onlookers.
Behind them, powerful disciples lined up one by one.
A friendly smile appeared on Lin Qingfan's face, and he persuaded softly: "Everyone, I have occupied this place for Brother Ling. You can come from anywhere and go back to where you are."
"What?"
This friendly joke, like a depth charge, caused an uproar at the scene.
Countless people screamed in shock.
What does this Holy Son from Middle-earth mean?
Will he deprive everyone of their right to use Longmai Mountain with just one word?
How can this be?
"The Holy Son of Central Continent?
Huh, you really think of yourself as a character!"
“One sentence is like depriving so many of us of the right to use Longmai Mountain?
Do you really think that you are the supreme master and can dominate everything?"
"Arrogant, too arrogant!
We don’t welcome you in Donghuang, go back to where you came from!”
"..."
This time, Lin Qingfan was outraged, and countless people expressed their protest.
Each of them put down their fears.
After all, there are thousands of people here, all of them talented disciples of various major holy land forces. How can he kill them all?
impossible!
If they really do this, even if they are the Holy Sons of Central Continent, they will not be able to leave the Eastern Wasteland!
Moreover, even if he dares, can he do it?
The geniuses of Central Continent are powerful, but the geniuses of Eastern Wasteland are not made from dough!
Faced with the exciting situation, Lin Qingfan and others' expressions remained unchanged, as if they had expected it.
He smiled softly and said: "What are you excited about?
Even if I don’t drive you away, do you have a share?”
As soon as these words fell, everyone was silent.
Lin Qingfan is right!
Even if he doesn't rush, only the Seven Most Powerful Holy Lands will have a share.
It has nothing to do with most of them!
Seeing that the scene had calmed down, Lin Qingfan raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a smile.
But at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Don't be provoked, everyone, the current situation is no longer a confrontation between Holy Land and Holy Land, but Central Continent is bullying us, Donghuang.
Can you still tolerate this?"
"Yes, when will it be the turn of the Central-Continent people to make the decision regarding matters in the Eastern Wasteland?"
"Drive the people from Central China out of the Eastern Wasteland!"
"..."
These shouts were erratic and hidden in the crowd, making it impossible to find out who was instigating them.
Seeing these disciples' emotions showing signs of being stirred up, Lin Qingfan's eyes flashed with a cold light!
He waved his hand quickly, and a powerful devouring power erupted in an instant.
Among the surrounding crowd, three young men were pulled out and caught in their hands.
The powerful devouring force exploded, and these three people didn't even have time to beg for mercy before they turned into a handful of flying ashes!
This scene shocked countless people!
"Now, whoever is dissatisfied...stand up!"
For a long time, no one answered!
Seeing this, Lin Qingfan smiled at Ling Jiuxuan and said: "Holy Son Tianshu, this Dragon Vein Mountain is our sincerity, and we all repay our hope..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sneer.
The demon sect's godson, Qin Yunhua, stepped forward and spoke slowly to the two great saints of Central Continent: "The Holy Land of Central Continent is so domineering!
But I have what Qin Yunhua wants, and no one has ever taken it away from me!"
[PS: Yesterday, my mother forced me to go on a blind date. I came back late and hurriedly finished the manuscript. After coding out a chapter, someone immediately guessed the next plot...
The author was very helpless. He was stuck at that time and was thinking about whether to modify the next plot.
But modifying the plot is a very troublesome thing. After thinking about it, it's not very good, because there has been a lot of foreshadowing...
Then, unknowingly, it came to three o'clock in the middle of the night, and time was wasted...]